Page 79 of Unhinged Obsession

I couldn’t believe he would go as far as disciplining me in front of another person. I was mortified. My legs struck out at him again, but I stopped as soon as he slapped the shit out of both of my thighs. I saw stars. I felt the burning sting immediately, reminding me I had pushed him too far.

I should have known better. He could be charming and accommodating, but only if I were a good, obedient little prisoner and did as I was told.

I could feel the tears stinging my eyes, but I would not give him the satisfaction of sobbing in front of Yara.

“You insist on testing me, Kitten. I warned you about lashing out at me with that acid tongue. You ought to know by now that I don’t give a fuck that Yara is here. You will be disciplined when you smart-mouth me. I am in charge, not you.”

He was furious, growling like the animal he truly was. Oh, lord. Was he going to remove my bottoms while Yara watched him spank me? I prayed he wouldn’t go that far.

A stiff whack landed on my butt, bringing me back to reality. He kept my ass covered, but he showed no mercy as the blows came down repeatedly. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of screaming and sobbing.

I groaned as my body jerked forward each time his hand connected with my burning flesh.

I tried kicking him again, but he held my legs in a vice-like grip between his two massive thighs. I turned my head towards Yara, tears blurring my vision.

She stood up to leave, but Atlas ordered her to sit.

Hewantedher to watch this because he got off on humiliating me. She just nodded and sat back down while he continued his punishment. Whack, whack, whack. One right after the other, with no break in between.

Why wasn’t he stopping?

He didn’t utter a word as he continued striking me. Even though he had an audience, it didn’t deter him from showing how much of an animal he could be. There was no way I wanted to scream for mercy. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but my bottom was on fire. I was sobbing, but I still didn’t beg him to stop. Is this what he wanted? He wanted me to turn into a sniveling, begging, snot-nosed mess.

It was a battle of wills, with him on the victor's side. I got it now. He wanted me to plead with him to stop and to tell him I would be a good girl. I knew if I didn’t do what he wanted, he would end up drawing blood, even though he told me that would never happen.

I couldn’t take the pain anymore. A guttural scream came from deep within my gut; I finally relented, begging him.

“Please, please, Atlas, I am sorry. Please stop. It hurts! I am sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise!!!!”

His voice was seething and unpleasant.

“Are you sure about that, you little brat? I’ve heard those same words before.” He huffed before another whack hit my ass. I was screeching by now.

“Yes, yes…I promise. Please, you are going to make me bleed. Please, please stop. I’m begging you!”

He spanked the attitude right out of me. He had been striking me for at least five minutes. Although that doesn’t seem like a long time, it is when the blows are coming down hard and fast on your goddamn ass.

He finally took pity and stopped punishing me. My bottoms were still on, thank God. I am shocked I didn’t wriggle out of them from kicking and flailing all over the place. I could feel the snot running out of my nose.

My hair was sticking to my head, wholly knotted from thrashing side to side. My body was sweaty, and my face was burning with humiliation. I was trying to catch my breath and calm myself. I glanced at Yara. She just sat there with a blank look on her face.

I am sure she didn’t care at all about what just happened. She seemed indifferent to my suffering. She is his partner, so I am pretty sure she has murdered people as well. I felt so ashamed of what she had just witnessed. I wanted to croak. Just keel over and die to end this fucking misery. I made my decision immediately. I was leaving this hellhole, dead or alive.

Atlas

I was terrified ten minutes earlier as Kit sank in six feet of water, barely able to keep her head above the surface. I didn’t see her struggling immediately because I was discussing an assignment with Yara.

I heard her muffled screams, which quickly grabbed my attention. When I saw her thrashing about and going under, I almost lost it. I immediately dove into the pool, pumped up on adrenaline. It all happened in an instant.

She was choking and spitting out a good amount of water when I sat her on the lounge chair.

I felt a chill go through my body when the realization hit me. If she had drowned, I would have lost my mind and gone into a dark place. This little person made my heart stop in my throat for a few minutes. Nothing had brought that feeling to my chest in thirteen years, and I didn’t like it.

In my paranoia of losing her, I insisted she should wear a flotation device in the pool when she swam. Of course, she didn’t like that idea and lost her temper, threatening me with escape, which threw me over the edge and ended with me taking her over my knee in front of Yara.

I saw red at that moment. I didn’t give a flying fuck that we had an audience. Once I lost my shit, I made Yara watch me spank Kit to humiliate her, and it worked. My pet almost turned green from embarrassment, and it served her right.

Now, she was a crying, sweating mess in my lap after I struck her bottom raw. I had no feelings of guilt whatsoever.